Twelve years ago, I spent Spring Break learning how to do beer bongs in Daytona with some high school buddies. This year, I'm spending a relaxing weekend in Holland, Michigan with Julie and her family.
I had met her mother and two of her siblings in Chicago, so I at least had some familiarity to fall back on. I was intimidated going into the weekend, but the fact that they welcomed Julie's Taurus with a relentless, guerrilla style snowball attack meant that everything was going to be okay.
They taught me how to play "Oh, Hell!". I wanted to impress everyone with my aptitude for card games, but second-to-last place wasn't very impressive.
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